Come to think of it, someone did take someone's neighbor on a joyride in that book, didn't they? Maybe? Or maybe not, whatever

This article right here (which was pointed out by The Reading Experience) makes me want to throw down everything I'm holding in my brain right now and go spend the next week re-reading Dhalgren by Samuel Delany. Because that book kind of blew my mind in the quietest way possible, and is one of many books that I'm sure would only benefit from a second reading. Proust? Joyce? Faulkner? Fuck that shit--Pabst Blue Delaney!